A poignant female voice suddenly came from the snow-covered courtyard, attracting the attention of Zhuge Yi and Li Haitang.Zhuge Yi smiled faintly, thinking that the big drama would start, and glanced at the little girl in his arms, only to see that her face was pale, and she couldn't help biting her lip.He raised his hand and pinched her fleshy little face, a little distressed, and forced himself not to be soft-hearted.I believe that the little girl in her arms will understand more that being soft-hearted is the truth that you cannot become a human being after seeing the cold affection between relatives.Li Haitang trembled, and her black apricot eyes were round.She could imagine what was happening in the room from the familiar sound of miserable begging for mercy, and the sad memories that had accumulated for years poured out in an instant.The familiar sound of begging for mercy was accompanied by the rough and heavy vicious cries of the mixed men, and the young man standing on the roof frowned, and the little girl was already in tears.Zhuge Yi turned her body to face herself, one arm tightly encircled her, and a big hand pressed her little head against her chest, imprisoning her in his arms in a strong way.She could hear everything in the house, she could imagine everything that was happening in the house, but she couldn't see it with her own eyes.Because he was afraid that she would collapse, that she would die like a walking corpse."
Boom!"
The door of the house was smashed open by a huge force, and Yan, who was only wearing a white fine linen shirt, was thrown out of the door and rolled on the ground several times.Bright red blood soaked the white linen tunics, and the tattered ragged fabric was clearly torn with force.Yan, who was already thin, looked even more weak in a wide fine linen middle coat, as if a gust of wind could blow her into the sky.Yan was not afraid of the cold of the winter and snowy nights, she cried and crawled to the door of the house, knelt on the ground and kowtowed and begged: "Wanghu and his father, please let me go to see my daughter."
That hard-working child has never left my side, and I don't know if she's doing well these days. ”"Wanghu and his father, you sold your daughter, I don't dare to complain.But after all, she is the meat that fell from my body, how can I not worry about it?
”"Wanghu father, please, let me take a look at her.Just one glance, one look at me, I'm willing to die!
”Yan's head slammed on the ground and "thump", not caring that the stones covered in the ice and snow on the ground had cut through her forehead, and the white snow was instantly stained red with blood, but she still kowtowed again and again, begging bitterly, hoping that the man standing at the door of the house would be soft-hearted.The chestnut pot picked up the iron hoe outside the door and rushed out angrily, smashing it towards Yan's back."
Phew!
What do you think you are?
She is the identity now, and what is the identity of you.Want to catch a glimpse of her?
Dream!
”The wooden handle of the iron hoe was in his hand, and he swung it again in anger.This time, it was smashed crookedly, and the iron hoe brushed against Yan's shoulder.The chestnut pot was so angry that he dropped the wooden handle, pointed at the Yan family and scolded: "You stinky woman who doesn't know how to lift!"
You are not satisfied with eating and drinking spicy food, wearing gold and silver, and you want to secretly go to see Feng Xiannu behind my back?
Bah!
What do you see her doing?
You want to sue and say that I have abused you, and then turn around and let her treat me for your anger and anger you, right?
”"I'll tell you, die, I'm not going to let you run to sue."
Li Guozi was still puzzled, walked over in a few steps, and stepped heavily on Yan's back with his feet.With his backhand, he pulled out the cigarette pouch and pot pinned to his waist and lit a little tobacco."
Stinky woman, don't think that you can climb on my head and be blessed if you give birth to Feng Xiannu.If I hadn't thought that you would have given birth to a son to continue the incense, I would have divorced you and driven you out of Li's Village. ”The tobacco in the cigarette pouch pot was already burning red, and the chestnut pot raised her leg and pinched Yan's chin with one hand, forcing her to raise her face to face herself."
Say, do you still want to see her?"
Yan's eyes were filled with tears, and he pleaded timidly: "Wanghu's father, I don't see her, I don't see her."
But I think she thinks about it tightly, and looks at it from afar, right?
Far away, don't let her know. ”Chestnut pot spat and scolded angrily: "Idiot, can't you see your ghost idea when I am a fool?"
A look from afar?
I believe you, I am the eighth king lying in the pond!
”"Wanghu and his father, if you believe me, I won't ......
Yes!
”The red-hot cigarette fell on Yan's face, and a few wisps of smoke flew into her eyes."
AhhMy eyes!
My eyes!
”Yan covered her face and rolled in the snow, she shouted hoarsely, like a female ghost tortured in hell.Chestnut Guozi squinted at his wife on the ground without pity, he reloaded the cigarette pouch, and spoke slowly: "When she broke her flesh and bones with her own hands in the ancestral hall, she was no longer the daughter of our family.If you dare to think crookedly, don't blame me for being ruthless!
”"AhhYes!
Wanghu and his father, my eyes ......
My eyes......
My eyes ......
"It's okay if you're blind, so you don't have to run out and make trouble for me." ”Holding the cigarette pouch and pot in her mouth, Li Guozi grabbed two balls of snow from the ground and walked over, stepped on Yan's chest, and applied the two balls of snow to her eyes."
In the future, eat and drink and wear me, just be honest with me.Raise your son well, leave a place for you in the cemetery of my Li family, and the descendants of future generations will give you some paper money on the pillar incense during the New Year's Festival.If you dare to disobey me again, hum!
It's as easy for me to pinch you as I am to pinch an ant. ”"Wanghu's father, I'm your wife, how can you treat me like this?"
Yan was the only one in his life who mustered up the courage to resist, but he was trampled in the snow by the chestnut pot."
At home, follow the father, marry the husband, and the wife is the husband.Did you feed the dog's stomach in all the rules that the Yan clan learned?
”Chestnut Guozi stomped on his feet in disgust, "It's still the same sentence, if you dare to move your mind, see if I don't kill you." ”"Go to the firewood room and wash yourself, it's disgusting to look at!
Bah!
”Rubbing the soles of his shoes in the snow, the chestnut pot turned around and walked into the house to sleep with a cigarette bag and pot in his mouth.Yan, who was scarred all over his body, lay on the snow and gasped, and the two clumps of snow on his eyes were melted by tears and flowed down the corners of his eyes."
Begonia, my mother misses you."
Youyu recited her daughter's name and poured out her thoughts about her daughter, and she didn't know if she would be alive to see her daughter again.Maybe......
Yan shook his head, slowly turned over, and slowly crawled to the firewood room in the backyard weakly......
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The ridge of the roof was empty, and the boy and the little girl were long gone.There was a carriage parked by the pond in the west of Lishi Village, and the boy Xiaoyou had been waiting for a long time, and when he saw the master holding the little girl and hurrying forward, he drove the horse to start slowly.The carriage drove slowly, and Zhuge Yi swept into the carriage with the fainting little girl in his arms."
Little right, let's go.""
Yes, master."
The boy Xiaoyou shouted, "Drive!"
”The horse's sturdy hooves sped up and galloped toward the foot of the mountain to the south.In the carriage, Zhuge Yi fed the little girl a heart-nourishing pill and wrapped her cold body tightly with a soft fox fur cloak."
Mother!
Mother!
Woo, mother!
”"Well, your mother is fine, she's fine."
Zhuge Yi hugged her tightly, and put his lips to the cold little ear and comforted her softly: "Haitang is not afraid, Master is here." ”"Mother, don't die!
Mother!
Woo, mother, don't die!
”"Silly girl, your mother is not dead.""
Mother.""
She's not dead, Master won't lie to you.""
Woo, mother, don't die.""
Okay, Master promises that she won't die."
In the dark and narrow carriage, Zhuge Yi hugged the little girl's soft comfort, and the begonias in the coma continued to teardrop, choking and shouting to his mother.The goose feather snow drifted from night to early morning, and the black and oppressive clouds in the sky still did not disperse, and the snowflakes became more and more violent.() Glory to the end